After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

The man was silent for a moment, stood up, and took her to see Xi Zhiyuan.

Xi Shiya did not continue to ask questions and followed him to a high-end private nursing home.

The moment the door opened, her eyes met Xi Zhiyuan's in the air.

Her heart trembled slightly.

However, after not seeing him for more than a month, he was already very thin and out of shape, very haggard and weak, and he didn't look like him anymore.

His appearance was made by her hands.

Xi Shiya couldn't tell what it felt like. She hated him, but looking at him like this, she didn't feel the pleasure of revenge she had imagined.

She didn't intend for him to suffer like this.

But it was caused by her own hands.

Xi Zhiyuan looked at her bitterly and growled in a low voice: "Why are you still here? Are you here to see if I am dead?"

Xi Shiya sneered and shook her head slightly, "Of course I'm here to save you."

As she spoke, she took out a small bottle from her pocket and poured it out for a long time before pouring out a small black pill.

Xi Shiya pinched the antidote and handed it to the man kindly.

But Xi Zhiyuan turned his head and refused to eat. Xi Shiya raised her eyebrows and before he could react, she pinched his chin and quickly stuffed the antidote into his mouth.

She didn't come here today to catch up with him, but she had questions to ask him.

And the answer to this question is something only he can answer her.

Xi Shiya turned around and closed the door, and Yan Jingxiu was also locked out by her.

She sat on the edge of Xi Zhiyuan's bed, watching him coughing awkwardly, trying to spit out the pills she had inserted.

"Stop coughing. If you cough it up, you will really die." Xi Shiya snorted coldly, taking time to watch his reaction.

Seeing that he was indifferent, she said quietly: "Are you leaving your illegitimate daughter alone?"

"Yanyun, don't you care about your petty thoughts?"

After saying that, she looked at him steadily. When she mentioned Yanyun, he paused and turned to look at her.

"Xi Shiya, what do you want to do?" Xi Zhiyuan yelled at her angrily.

"I don't want to do anything. I just have a question that I can't figure out. I wanted to ask you."

Xi Zhiyuan snorted, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and didn't look at her.

"Xi Nianyun, are you here to commemorate Yanyun?"

"Well, is there a problem?" the man said matter-of-factly.

Xi Shiya's eyes fell heavily on his face. After a long time, she asked again: "Then, who do you commemorate my name?"

"It's her too."

"Who?"

"Yanyun."

The man opened his eyes and looked at her impatiently. He suddenly smiled and said, "Yaya, that's her nickname."

"You hold grudge against me because you feel that I have failed your mother, but the person I really owe is Yanyun. She and I were in love more than twenty years ago. It was your mother who used despicable means to interfere with us, which led to our Lovers never get married..."

"Nonsense." Xi Shiya's eyes were half-closed, looking at the expression on his face, not missing any emotional changes.

The corner of Xi Zhiyuan's lips curled up and he snorted disdainfully, "Wouldn't you know if I'm talking nonsense just by asking her?"

"I have never had any feelings for her, and I just want to maintain dignity by being respectful to her."

"Xiaoya, you were deceived by her."

A flash of schadenfreude flashed across Xi Zhiyuan's face, which could not escape Xi Shiya's eyes.

He didn't want to mention what happened more than twenty years ago, but since she wanted to know, he kindly told her.

Sometimes not knowing anything is a kind of happiness. The more you know, the more painful it will be.

Over the years, he has held her in the palm of his hand and doted on her, not letting her get involved in those dirty things, which can be regarded as a gift to her.

Now that she has grown up, instead of being grateful for his upbringing, she stole his company and poisoned him. She is really a white-eyed wolf!

She and her mother are the same, they are both cunning and vicious people at heart.

If Fu Songyue hadn't broken up him and Yanyun back then, tricked him into getting pregnant, and asked the old man of the Xi family to force him to marry that bitch, he wouldn't have looked at her twice.

Originally, he didn't want to care about the life and death of their mother and daughter, but the old man used the group to force him. If he didn't treat them well, he would be kicked out.

What can he do? After losing his beloved woman, he can't lose the group again.

Originally, she was supposed to be called Xi Nianyun, but the old man forced her to change her name, but so what?

Yanyun also has a nickname, and only he knows this nickname.

Of course, he used his daughter's name to commemorate his beloved woman. In order not to make the old man suspicious, he changed the name of his longing for the poet's poem.

"Xiaoya, actually every time I call your name, she is what I think of. My yearning for her deepens and deepens over and over again when I call your name."

"I even treat you like her and pamper you and protect you carefully. You don't understand that kind of feeling at all."

"Being able to marry Yanyun has become an obsession in my heart as I think about it day and night. I have already lost her once, and I don't want to lose her a second time."

"So, Shiya, for the sake of me raising you for so many years, I hope you can help me persuade your mother to end this bad relationship as soon as possible."

After Xi Zhiyuan finished speaking, he looked at her intently, with expectation and prayer in his eyes.

Xi Shiya listened quietly to him telling the origin of her name, with a wry smile on her lips.

She had thought that her name was used to commemorate others, but she never thought that her name was used to commemorate Yanyun.

The names of the two daughters are both used to commemorate one person. How much did he love Yanyun?

It's ridiculous to raise her as if she were someone else.

Ridiculous and disgusting.

After a long time, Xi Shiya laughed softly and said, "Xi Zhiyuan, don't deceive yourself. Yanyun doesn't love you at all."

She raised her head and looked directly into the man's eyes, and said sarcastically, "You said you and her were in love twenty years ago, but according to the information I found, the person Yan Yun loves is Lu Xiao, not you at all!"

Xi Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted at her angrily: "Yan Yun loves me!"

"The person she loves is me!" the man emphasized again.

"Hahahaha, you may not know that that woman doesn't love you at all. In order to let me go home, she did not hesitate to abuse you and poured boiling water on you..." Xi Zhiyuan suddenly laughed, his voice high and urgent. With excitement.

When he saw the girl's ugly face, he laughed even louder, feeling the pleasure of revenge.

"Not only that, she also put you to death several times. If it weren't for me, you might not be alive now. The person you should be grateful to is me!"

"You were still young at that time, so it's normal not to remember this, but it's all true! She doesn't love you, that's a fact! You have feelings, right?"

"You are just a tool she uses to please me. I love Yanyun to the point of madness, and she loves me to the point of madness. I know it, I know it all..."

Xi Shiya said nothing more. The hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists and trembled slightly. She stood up expressionlessly, turned and left.

A man's angry voice came from behind.

He said she was going to hell.

hell?

She was already in hell, so there was nothing to fear.

Xi Shiya couldn't remember how she got out of the nursing home.

Everything in the past seemed ridiculous.

Her presence is unnecessary.

Fu Songyue loved Xi Zhiyuan and gave birth to her, but Xi Zhiyuan loved her as another woman.

What a ridiculous truth!